Saturday, February 28, 2015


This about describes our mood around here lately.  I think we are all done with being cooped up.  Everyone is ready for some warmer weather.

This meme I found on Facebook earlier this week about sums up my feelings on the week I had.

Meh.  Just meh.

Tuesday, February 24, 2015


I have been seriously remiss in my duties on blogging recently.  Was it really September the last time I posted?  Call it lack of inspiration, not really feeling like I have anything to say.  But....I hope to pick it back up here again as things are about to get interesting.

To start...we moved.  We finally sold and found our new house.  It wasn't with out it trials, meltdowns, tears, immense stress.  And this should be our "forever" home.  It's space is good.  And it's lighting is good.  Location is good, schools are great.  I don't see us leaving.

We had kindergarten orientation for this one tonight.  Yes.  Kindergarten.  Momma's not ready.  Not so sure about Elisa.

Aidan is a booger refusing to potty train and about to enter preschool.  His temper is about as massive as ever.

Mommy has taken up another hobby (Like I needed a hole in my head and am now learning to knit.  it might become very handy in a few years....)

Spring needs to come and warmer weather and yummy outdoor light an exploration of our new neighborhood.  Keep checking this space...

Come back later for more... I promise it won't be as long.

Monday, September 1, 2014

[Kids Were Here] - September 2014

"Boy, n.: a noise with dirt on it." - Not Your Average Dictionary
Stop by and see Jenn's beautiful noise here.

Monday, August 4, 2014

[Kids Were Here] - August 2014

"Childhood is the most beautiful of all life's seasons," -

Stop by and see Shawnery's beautiful season here

Tuesday, July 15, 2014

Letters to our Daughters - July 15, 2014

Dear E,

Oh, what can I say about you?  You are so much more than words or pictures can ever describe.  I find as you get older, the harder it is to put my thoughts into words when it comes to you.

You are a force beyond words.  And yet, you are compassionate. 

You ask me regularly about the "owie in my tummy."  You want me to show you where it is, then shower me with kisses, and hugs, and pats on my owie and declare it's "all better now."

I love how you are finally showing that independent streak that I know you have and dressing yourself, and starting your own movies.  You've even tried to get your own breakfast and pour your own drinks.  As much as I fear the mess that brings, I am ever so proud of you wanting to try.

You take in the world around you with such abandon.  Nothing gets you down.  You are so full of "why's" and I don't have all the answers, but you are so determined to find them.

I can't believe how much time has passed since those days before you were such a part of my life.  You bring such joy to everyone you meet.

You are the very epitome of amazing.  And I love every little bit of you.

Please be sure to visit and see Nicole's letter to her daughter.

Monday, July 7, 2014

Random, sad statistic

1 in 4 pregnancies end in miscarriage.  25%.

I've had 3 out of 5 fail.  That's 60%.

And yet, that's normal.  And not a concern?  It couldn't be caused by something else internally going on.  It's just "one of those things."


Let me just say this, though.  I am ok.  I do not feel the same amount of devastation I had from the first two.  Maybe it's because I am truly lucky and blessed with my two.  And content.  They are my life and my miracles and I love having them in my life.    The only two my body decided not to reject.

Truly meant to be.

[Kids Were Here] - July 2014

"I love those random memories that make me smile, no matter what is going on in my life right now."

Be sure to visit Kelly's page and see what memories her baby has in store.